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#this is SO cute and adorable thank u so much
blue-jisungs · 2 days
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soft-hearted jealousy
#author's note ... i love wonwoo so fucking much did i ever guys tell u that. anywho this one is for zanzan bc i got inspired when we watched the kode ep <//3 and big big biiiig shout out to my beloved @l3visbby for proofreading <3 love u mother
#summary ... you're a little jealous of wonwoo n kerias frienship<//3
#word count ... 986
pssst the fic is referencing this cute vid:( wonwoo looked so good in it btw like what the actual fuck. also keria is my height and i fainted when i saw them hug bye
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the door opened with a soft click and then all you could hear was soft patting of wonwoo’s footsteps against the wooden floor. 
sighing, you switched youtube to instagram and tried to act unbothered. but how could you? a reel of a new video featuring your fiancé popped out. a video you have just watched and it made you… a little jealous. 
“bedroom?” wonwoo called, trying to locate you. 
“yea” you hummed back, loudly enough for him to hear you. scrolling down, you noticed another reel. 
the love of your life with a cute, gamer boy. 
puffing your cheeks, you decided to exit instagram as well and check if you had any mails or texts. 
wonwoo entered the room, a small crease between his brows. 
“is everything alright, darling?” he asked, voice smooth as honey. which pissed you off even more. how dares he sound so attractive when you’re mad at him? 
“yes” you grunted a little too sulkily, drawing his attention. 
“oh really? because you didn’t run up to me once i entered the house” wonwoo teased and walked up to the bed, stretching his arms. you lost the battle with yourself and watched him, biting the inside of your cheek. how could one look so good in a plain white t-shirt and jeans? 
“yeah, im fine. how was your day?” you sighed and looked away once you saw he noticed your gaze. with a small smirk, he laid down next to you. the mattress dipped under his weight but that restored the balance – it somehow felt empty when he wasn’t there before. 
“it was good. me and mingyu did a live… i talked to my new friend… we might play a bit today” he answered, eyes tracing your face “oh, the video is out! did you see it?”
you hated how excited he was. and how much you liked it. keria is… 
“cute. i liked it” you mumbled and turned his back to him, fighting a smile. this is ridiculous. 
but it’s just not fair that wonwoo looked so handsome in that video and threw some flirty comments. he was so cocky in it too… 
“cute? yeah, keria is so adorable” wonwoo chuckled and you looked at him through your arm, shooting him a glare “what? what is it?” 
“nothing” you grunted. wonwoo’s lips broke into a grin, finally figuring you out. 
“something is clearly wrong. come on, talk to me” he purred, his hand sneaking its way under your t-shirt. 
“you looked good in the vid” grunting, you tried to surpass a smile. the warmth of his skin on yours sent shivers down your spine but your tried to remain calm. and not fold. 
“really? thank you, darling. keria said he liked my jacket” your fiancé hummed and leaned a bit closer, fingers tapping gently against your ribs. 
you couldn’t control the huff that left your lips. 
“we got along really well, i like his company. he’s so sweet” wonwoo continued to tease you and apparently that did the trick. 
“if he’s so sweet why don’t you date him, hm?” murmuring, you tried to hide your face in the pillow. wonwoo’s fingers ghosting over your skin in a circular motion made you melt, making it impossible not to crack.
“oh?” 
“forget it. go play your stupid games” you scoffed and wanted to move further away from him but wonwoo was quicker. he pulled you closer, calloused hands resting on your hips. 
“are you, perhaps… and i might be wrong here… jealous?” wonwoo’s cat-like adorned his features and you turned around, finally facing him. ebony eyes looking at you with amusement but also love, so much love, in them.
“yes, you’re wrong” you finally broke and cracked a smile, poking his buff chest. wonwoo tenderly grabbed your hand, placing it flat against his chest. his heartbeat softly drummed beneath your palm, making heat rise to your cheeks.
“come on, you know i would never…” he started and you shook your head. 
“it’s stupid and not that serious” you whined, covering your face with your other hand “it’s not the way you were… so flirty… and charming…”
“oh, pretty” wonwoo laughed wholeheartedly, the warm sound of his laughter bouncing off the walls of your shared bedroom. 
you leaned closer and hid your face in his chest, the smell of cologne filling your nostrils. his tender hands moved to the back of your neck, massaging it gently. 
“i made my angel jealous… by talking to my friend?” wonwoo sighed dramatically and you could hear the smile blooming on his lips. 
“it wasn’t just talking! you were so flirty…” your voice was a bit muffled by the material of his t-shirt “or i just… don’t know. you were really something that day, you know? so what if i’m a little jealous, i just don’t want to share you with the world… that much” 
wonwoo’s heart skipped a beat and he observed how you raised your head up. eyes meeting his, cheeks dusted with pink. you were so cute like that… cuter than keria. 
“can i make it up to you?” he hummed, hands trailing to cup your face. 
“a kiss. and no flirting with others, even if it’s a cute guy” you pouted and wonwoo leaned, capturing your soft lips in a sweet kiss. 
before you had a chance to deepen the kiss, he leaned away with a small frown. 
“but you do admit he’s cute, right?” your fiancé asked and you smacked his chest lightly.
“i wish we could adopt him” you laughed, and a grin formed on wonwoo’s face. 
“i’m afraid he’s a little too old for that…'' hiding his face in your hair, you decided to wrap your arms around his waist. 
“he’s 21… still a baby…” you huffed and shortly after, the sound of your laughs mixed in harmony. you guessed you might forgive him, it wasn’t really serious in the first place. 
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diamondsheep · 1 year
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY !! PIRATE KING ❤🏴‍☠️✨!!!!
Polaroid (kinda?) version :
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icedmetaltea · 1 year
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I know it’s been several days now, but I recently saw that you’ve been having, well, more than a rough time. I’m not too good with words of comfort or encouragement, so I wanted to show ya something cute I whipped up! Sun and Moon but,,,get this,,,they’re cats.
And, of course, you’d be their owner! You’d get them from a shelter, where they’re nigh inseparable. One of those “if you adopt me, you HAVE to adopt the other too” type of adoptions. In any case, Sun is the nicest one, albeit it much clingier than the standard cat, but you’d have to get Moon to warm up to you for a bit. But either way expect to hear very loud screaming when you wake up; acting like they haven’t been fed a crumb in their whole lives. Regular kitty things!
Originally this was a Warrior Cats AU, but I found the idea of Y/N being the owner of two little mischief guys to be too cute for me not to do. In any case, I hope you’re having a swell day, and always know we’re here for you!!
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ribbonpinky-art · 4 months
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Like a beautiful flower pinned to a collar you sit
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knifechased · 2 months
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     [ Robin ]
     ❝ this soil appears rich in organic matter. it would likely decompose a body rather quickly. ❞ the archaeologist kneels, back turned, to swipe away at some leaf litter covering the dark earth below. after a moment or two, she stands again and turns back to face the man, a hand outstretched and holding a debris covered and ugly looking ( but highly valued ) fungus as an offering.   ❝ there are certain mushrooms that appear on carcasses as well. ❞ 
          【 𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐒𝐊. 】                     @cptnslog 【 Robin. 】     
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    Both hands come together to carefully cradle the item she's presenting to him, automatically accepting it before he's even identified what it is. At a glance, he almost mistook it for a compressed piece of the very soil she was describing only moments prior. He rolls it within his palms and inspects it more meticulously, before the realization of what he's actually holding abruptly dawns on him.
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     ❝ ...Oh!      It's a truffle! ❞
Now understanding the significance of the gift, he mindfully brushes off a few clumps of dirt from its body, and analyzes its quality under the stray dapples of filtering in through the trees.
     ❝ This is a good find!      Are there any more? ❞
The moment he's asked, he's leaning closer to where she first scavenged the fungus. There's an authentic intrigue in his tone; conspicuous unabashed eagerness. Whilst the truffle remains carefully protected in his a curved hand, he squats down to the ground to take a look for himself. If she had been implying signs of a decaying carcass in this area, he seems entirely unconcerned about the suggestion.
     ❝ These are rare, so we should take all of them if there's others. I can make risotto. ❞
The scarcity of this particular type of fungus isn't something she should need to be reminded of, though perhaps the notion of freshly prepared truffle risotto will inspire a surge of motivation to help him find more.
The energy in him has abruptly changed; now more evidently enthusiastic with the prospect of gathering the rare ingredient.      Internally, without any intention to ask her this out loud, he wonders if this exchange is not dissimilar to when someone picks fresh flowers for a pretty girl.           He seems rather pleased with his gift.
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ferromagnetiic · 3 months
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Absolutely NO ONE could have been able to prepare Linn for one of Kid's infamous birthday parties. She was very aware of there being lots of drinks; finding herself too indulging in one or other intoxicating liquor, however, was not on her list tonight. And all after telling herself she will be responsible and stay sober. Oh well. That was something the mink was promising hours ago. Time really was fleeting. Her little fluffy head is fogged up, waddling clumsily around the table and trying to maneuver her feet towards the birthday boy in question.
     ❝ CAPTAAAAAIN   !   How arr yoo doin'   ? ❞     Her rough tongue brings out only slurred words, accompanied by happily narrowed eyes. Bloodshot already. Patting her captain's broad shoulder with a prideful purr, Linn managed to position a finely wrapped box, not even small, onto the redhead's lap.     ❝ A li'l somethin' frum the ship's kidden, y'know   ? ❞     An embarrassing giggle, which most likely will be a weapon of teasing tomorrow.
Knowing her captain oh so well, the feline got her hands on a starter kit for wood and metal work. Something you would not gift a grown adult, rather a child between six and ten years old. He liked tinkering, right   ?   Maybe the shopkeeper misread her description of searching for a present for a tech fanatic 'kid' wrong. Unfortunate name his mother picked for him in that case.
     ❝ C'mon on now. Open it. Open ~ . . . ❞     Idly 'holding' his drink, taking a sip juuust to make sure it was not poisoned, and soon having trouble gulping down the burning liquid, a sharp breath. The cat lounges against his arm, eyes fixed on the box. He must like it.     ❝ Fffuck whad the hell arr yoo zzrinkin'   ?   Kerosene   ? ! ❞
     【 KID'S BIRTHDAY 2024. 】 @medicus-felini
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           The cat's pissed.      Completely and utterly sloshed. The celebration has only just started, and she's obviously completely lost herself to the juice already. She rarely partakes in casual daytime drinking nor wild drunken partying alike, so Kid supposes it's inevitable that she would succumb to her intoxication faster than the rest of them. She's slurring her words and giddily stumbling around, but she looks like she's loving every moment of it, so he can't say he has any objections. It's nice to have her joining them; he was concerned she might become overly paranoid and start trying to lecture him about not accidentally meeting his untimely end by poisoning his liver. As long as nobody needs to get their stomach pumped after she inevitably blacks out later, it would all be fine.
She ambles over to him like a newborn kitten just learning where her feet are, and then she is swiping his drink from him and barely downing a single sip from the glass. Copper eyes follow her movements, though he does not intend to restrain her before the liquid has slipped down her throat.
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❝ Naw, nooh kerosene; gotta ask Heat for that. Tha's absinthe. Bit much for the ship's kitten, ay? ❞
Though he is usually averse to being touched, tonight he is hammered, he is surrounded by people he loves, and he is happy. With scarcely enough time for her to catch her breath, he abruptly ensnares her with his right arm to pull her tightly against his side in a drunken embrace. His body radiates warmth, and his breath carries traces of all the drinks he has already finished, but he still holds her directly against him anyway.
❝ Oi, oi. Bein' spoiled, am I? Figured ye'd just write me a prescription. Nooh a half chewed rat, is it? ❞ The part about the dead rat is obviously a joke. The part about the prescription is also a joke unless she decides to actually take him up on it.
His smile is broad, all teeth, like he's thoroughly entertained by her inebriation. Taking the box she's delivering to him, he continues to squeeze her even more firmly against his torso, pinching her between his arm and his body as he uses both hands to unwrap the gift in his lap. It was beautifully presented until he peels the paper apart, and he automatically hands the decorative ribbon to her for her to play with if she pleases.
The picture on the front of the box and the colorful letters leave no amount of room for questioning what it is. A children's woodwork project kit, which when completed will create a little wooden boat with metal wheels on the underside so it can roll across the floor. There are no sharp instruments involved; only pre-cut pieces of wood, some screws, tiny metal wheels that must be assembled, and a square sheet of soft sandpaper. It was the kind of simplistic design that even tots barely out of their infancy could piece together without much assistance from an adult.
As soon as he's registered what it is she's given him, he's lifting the top of the box to peer at the pieces inside. The wooden blocks, intended for the smallest of hands, feel vaguely familiar, despite the fact he was never gifted a set like this in his youth.
The memory is hazy, but he still distantly remembers almost twenty years ago — making his own toys out of whatever pieces of scrap he found lying on the ground. In the days before he had anyone on his side, he built his friends out of tin cans and pieces of wire. He vaguely recalls one in particular; a soup can 'robot' with a menacing smile he painted on for its face. The can he used for his head had originally been crudely stabbed open with a knife, and the ends of the wire he used for his body were exposing needle-sharp tips, so every time he played with it he would end up with fresh cuts and smears of blood on his hands — yet, despite that, he carried that little silver doll around like his favorite toy for as long as he could hold on to it.
          He doesn't remember exactly what became of it. It was just a painted tin can, after all.
That younger him would've fawned, thrilled, and marveled over the cast metal and limewood underneath the press of impatiently indulgent fingers. A toy of similar caliber would’ve never made it into his possession, no matter how much effort he invested in saving up. It's a few years late, but that's just how things work out sometimes, he supposes.
Red lips abruptly plant themselves on top of the Mink's hair, delivering a swift kiss to her head, staining her in a perfect blotch of lipstick; an obnoxious patch that would doubtlessly remain for the rest of the night.
Had someone else amongst his crew been the one to hand him such a ridiculous gift, he would've perhaps taken it to be a good-natured prank; or an affectionate tease at best, aiming to bait him. The whole lot of them: playfully, wonderfully annoying in the only way that's familiar to their petulant captain. It seems unlikely that Linn would be guilty of committing the same crime. She was the sweetest of their bunch — and would sooner profusely apologize than risk aggravating him.
Hell, Kid won't even allude to the fact that it's been a pretty damn long time since he last considered an entry level kit like this as being anywhere near challenging. Gag gift or not, the sight of her earnest excitement made it clear that the present had come from a good place with thoughtful intentions. He merely snorts, and continues to drawl.
     ❝ Ah, yer a guid girl, Linn.           Thank ye. ❞
          With that, he's then replacing the lid back on top so he doesn't disrupt any of the pieces inside, mindful to not let anything fall out only for it to become lost for the rest of time underneath a chair.
     ❝ ...Hoo plastered d'ya think I can get if I take a shot for e'ery piece I put together? ❞
          The gift is so well appreciated it will now be turned into a drinking game.
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thedeadthree · 2 years
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ADDA (pathfinder kingmaker) // ADEMARTA (p:wotr)
YELENA (fallout 3) // PRIYA (ofna)
MINA (when twilight strikes) // PETRA (the sandman)
the dears @roofgeese, @chuckhansen, @blackreaches, @multiverse-of-themind, @florbelles and @leviiackrman tagged me to make a few of the loves in this cutest picrew! ty so much!
TAGGING: @griffin-wood, @risingsh0t, @queennymeria, @marivenah, @confidentandgood, @dihardys, @jackiesarch, @adelaidedrubman, @schoute, @yennas, @belorage, @virassan, @rosebarsoap, @aartyom, @aelyosos, @noonfaerie, @shellibisshe, @celticwoman, @arklay, @amistrio, @aceghosts and you!
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jasperscringepit · 8 months
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:)
what DELIGHTFUL PATCHES!!! Such a cute fur pattern, extremely wonderful.
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mrs-kelly · 1 year
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Your new icon is so cute!! 🥰🥰🥰
Aaaaa thank you Jess!! It’s my favorite picture of Charlie right now, and my sibling took it and made it extra cute for me!! I love it!! ❤️
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kaaaayyyy · 9 months
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my bfs cat
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viaetor · 10 months
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❛ i thought you’d like some company. ❜  (and from nahida so you have the whole selection <3)
ㅤㅤㅤ @maquiscursedㅤㅤ/ㅤㅤDIALOGUE PROMPTSㅤㅤ/ㅤㅤclosed!
ㅤㅤshould loneliness be such a new feeling to him? thousands are the immortal years that weigh upon his shoulders, long and many were stories he could narrate of his star-made-human experiences, nigh uncountable are the expressions he has learned in ancient or newborn languages. he knows of mutterseelinallein, of tante, of saudade. he has engraved their meanings in his mind, enchanted by the puzzle they prompt for mortal emotions and all their needs; memorised their writing and tonality. but he had never understood such conceptual words fully with his heart, it seems. such truth is made heavy in how he clutches his chest, bittersweet look painting the outsider’s visage as warm tones of street lights illuminate the dancing citizens of sumeru city. celebrating a festivity at the local bazar, everyone seems to have a pair to share laughter or confessions with. complementary or opposition, two, three or four, they keep each other company in more ways than just physically. humans have such big hearts—always looking for more loved ones to fill it and make it blossom more colourful. come on, let’s dance together! everyone, form a circle!
ㅤㅤhe has lived among them, sometimes being confused as one of them, finding temporary havens for his tiring travels in kind people and their houses. yet there’s a tug in his heartstrings, a husky voice that tells him he doesn’t quite belong in that picture. even if their spinnings and cheers remind him of the stars he grew up chasing, he’s not meant to be a part of their world for long. whenever he dreams, the cosmos are calling for him and his sister back—for them to return home. whatever that meant. he wasn’t sure he correctly understood such a concept anymore, either. and shouldn’t it be impossible to feel alone when you’re surrounded by a crowd or always accompanied during your journeys? then why now, of all times and places, is he feeling that way?
ㅤㅤshe would’ve loved this festival.
ㅤㅤah. so that’s why.
ㅤㅤeven amongst immortals or deities, few were the ones who could relate to him. most immortals looked for those who shared similar interests, finding kin in unexpected places, but bonding through eternity alongside one another’s company. gods generally walked with one another, forever entangled in their own affairs. and aether? well, he only knew one other star-born wanderer out there. and for whatever reason it was that he was still trying to figure it out, she didn’t want him around anymore. to not feel trapped and left behind was close to impossible.
ㅤㅤperhaps this is why lord kusanali’s voice comes as a surprise amidst his messy thoughts. with widened eyes, he stares down at her when her small hand clasps around his gloved fingers. i thought you’d like some company. her hand is warm, her eyes are full of wonder, and she feels like a friend he’s had for millennia. there’s a knowing smile on her face, as if she’s seen that expression of his thousands of times—be it on the traveller’s face, or on a mirror. he squeezes her hand back ever so lightly, swallowing dryly all the complicated feelings he knew not how to profess. but she did. she did, didn’t she? oh… perhaps he wasn’t so alone after all. if there was someone who knew how much a heart could ache for closure, for company, for belonging, then that someone would be her. not as the god of wisdom, but as herself, surely. besides, when you’re alone with someone else, it stops being so lonely, doesn’t it? koev halev through philia.
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ㅤㅤ“thank you, nahida.”   through his grin, he feels another feeling, one never too new or old to enjoy. understanding. isn’t that o so very fitting?   “this festival just got better.”
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inkykeiji · 11 months
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that bunny twins piece was so cute!!!! touya is always the caretaker and most responsible and dabi and reader are like partners in crime lmao always getting in trouble with touya
thank you so much for this anon!!!!!! i genuinely appreciate your feedback so much and i’m so happy to hear that you enjoyed it!! (´∀`)♡ YES hehe touya is Daddy / Nii-san and ultimately what he says goes (well, sometimes—dabi will often push back, either because he purely doesn’t like being bossed around (he’s so abrasive!) or because he genuinely disagrees; but for the most part he rly admires n looks up to his ‘big’ brother, even if he doesn’t always want to admit it or show it) <3
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also i think i have a stalker at work :)
#ok well not rlly a stalker ? yet .#like okay#this guy came in friday night right before close#n he was pretty nice n stuff like we had a good conversation#and at the end he was like you’re really adorable btw#and i was like oh haha thank you . cuz like what else am i supposed to say#and i thought that was that#but he came in again on saturday night and when he saw me he was like omg hey !! and i said hi back#because i’m not mean 😭 and i just thought oh this guy really likes our food i guess#and he started a conversation again and honestly i think i’m a little too nice sometimes because he gave me really weird vibes#but i ignored them because i didn’t wanna be rude and also#customer service ya know . 😐#and again he was like you’re so cute n adorable n im like oh thank you again because#WHAT ELSE DO YOU WANT ME TO SAY ??#also i wear a mask at work for the same reason to keep anonymity in situations like these#so this guy hasn’t seen my face at all n is talking about how cute i am ? a little weird but ok#anyways he came in again sunday night and atp i’m like ok dude come on the food can’t be that good#and this time i started feeling a little creeped out so i didn’t talk to him much#but before he left this dude grabbed my shoulder ?? and was like you’re really special u know that :)#LIKE HELLO ??#and i just awkwardly moved away and said thank you once again#and then he came in on monday night FOR THE FOURTH NIGHT IN A ROW#and i’m really creeped out at this point so i just flat out ignore him#but he asks me what my favorite dish on the menu is#and i tell him i haven’t had much else but the chicken because i have sensory issues#WHICH I DO and it makes me have a rlly sensitive pallet in terms of taste#which was the worst thing i could have possibly said because his next words were#’oh a sensitive pallet ? i could help you fix that ;)’#LIKE DUDE WHAT 😀#and i just awkwardly laughed and handed him his food and walked in to the back
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babybeel · 2 years
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— @almostnugget​ x satan!
song: sunsetz - cigarettes after sex
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chmydarling · 10 months
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“ come down from there, you’re gonna break your neck. ” ( from a very nuturing naomi :') )
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❛ i think you worry too much, nomes. i totally got- ❜
an ominous creaking sound. a splintering of wood... then, the sound of an impact. and an oof. followed by stunned silence.
❛ okay, evidently i don't got this... aside from my super bruised ego, i think i'm mostly unscathed. ❜
the grimace that twists his features when he attempts to put his weight on one ankle, however, tells a different story.
❛ please, go easy on the i told you so's. ❜
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screampied · 2 months
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Hey vegas baby, so lil request if you don’t mind, imagine riding Sukuna and he is slapping your face urging you to go faster, and you slapping him back and laughing in his face 🤭 like he is in shock because how dare you, but in the same time he is like “ok girl, I’m intrigued” 🤨
Love you and your works 🤎
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❤︎ ໋𓈒 sukuna getting turned on at you being a brat
warnings. fem! reader, cowgirl, praise, degradation, impact play, unprotected, choking, overstim. an. thank u luv u2!!!!
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sukuna would be laid back with the most smuggest expression on his face — he noticed how you’d always halt your hips a little, slowing down the moment you were getting close.
he tsks, bringing a big hand to grip your chin before giving you a few smacks. “awwww,” he’d coo, feeling your hips try to keep up its repetitive jerking. he was just teasing you, giving you another light tap on your cheek before your bottom lip quavered. you felt yourself reaching close, your legs felt like complete mush before you whimpered. “don’t tell me the big girl’s tapping out already. what happened to ridin’ me until my eyes rolls back?” and sukuna sneers once he sees your cute glare. “i was rooting for you, princess.”
“s-shut up, ‘kuna.” you’d gnaw on your bottom lip, and he stares at you with a smirk. knowing him, he’d probably reply with the obvious, ‘make me’ to which he did. as you made him lean back just a bit more, your hand ends up lightly going against his face.
sukuna’s stunned for a moment before he jibes. he brings both big hands towards the edges of your waist, pressing his thumbs into them before snarling lowly.
“hm. did you just slap me?” and whilst he said that, you felt yourself pulse — not a heartbeat but a familiar pulse that was located between your legs. not waiting for an answer, he snickers, grabbing your chin once more before he spats, “oh. don’t look away from me now. do it again. ‘n just a heads up, if you’re gonna smack me at least do it harder, little girl.”
“i’m not gonna do it again because you’re gonna e-enjoy it.” you moaned, feeling him use his hands to make your hips rock against him again. it felt so good . . the stimulation, whilst you grind against him, your knees felt weak. each buckle, you heard an echoe through your ears ring the more and more you felt yourself getting close.
“yeah ‘m gonna e-enjoy it,” he mocks your little weak stutter, dragging a thumb towards your upper lip. he snickers, pulling you into a quick kiss before humming. “c’monnn, no eye contact either? such a shy baby.”
you continue to glare at him. making a cute attempt at moving your hips again — but he reached so deep inside your walls, that spot.
you let off a soft whine, feeling the curve of his dick stretch against your sweet cunt that never stopped gripping down on him. it was exceedingly sloppy, your arms that were thrown over his neck started to feel warm.
“f-fuckkk,” you’d bite your tongue, and sukuna just guffaws once more. he finds your behavior adorable and somewhat amusing.
he considers it cute on how you desperately tried to bite back your own moans, you throbbed at the continuous stares he gave you. such playful stares, he was waiting for it.
it was the way your legs were just about to give out — you felt an entire bundle of nerves brew up. up and up and up, you didn’t know how much longer you could have lasted.
“oh, boo. don’t make me fall asleep,” sukuna raises a brow, releasing an overly dramatic faux yawn. he was so cocky, purposely being in manspread for you. he parts his legs just a bit more and you moan. the heftiness of his cock pressing into you, it was enough to make your mouth salivate. “thought i trained my girl to not get so s—”
sukuna gets cut off once he feels your hips start to quicken and he chuckles, maintaining the same rough grip on your waist.
“mhm,” he huffs out, feeling gradually hasten. yet sukuna barely bats an eye, although . . that’s when you bring a hand to wrap around his neck. “choking me now? that’s k-kinda kinky.”
you watch as sukuna’s breathing hitch, and a sly smile spreads across his lips. he likes the feeling of your slender fingers wrapping around his throat. you give it a slight squeeze, and for a brief moment you watch his pearly fangs poke out. if he wasn’t amused, he was surely amused now.
sukuna doesn’t expect you to start laughing in his face now. he’s a bit caught off guard — the both of you were reaching such euphoric peaks at an unsteady pace, he intakes a single sharp breath before you murmur. “now look at you, ‘kuna. growing flustered ‘n all.”
“don’t … get too much of a swell head, brat,” he scoffs, and he was for sure flustered. a cute tinted pink color rises towards his face, and you felt his dick sporadically twitch inside of you. sukuna was definitely embarrassed. for once, he barely had a witty comeback, and he grips the fat of your ass before giving it a rough spank. “shut up ‘n finish.”
“don’t tell me what to do with a cute expression like that,” you giggle, the grip of your thumbs lingering a bit harder against his neck. sukuna snarls. you could tell you were irking his nerves, and he always let you. it pissed him off to say the least, sukuna casually gives you an eye roll and you smile. “you’re being the brat more than me.”
“watch how you speak to me girl,” he grumbles, and a small pout curls against his lips — it was cute, the curse trying to keep up his mean tough facade yet was melting right underneath you.
he loathed how much he enjoyed feeling your hands, the softness of your bare hands against his skin.
feeling you steadily jerk back and forth against him, a toe-curling orgasm right at the tip of your tongue, you moaned. sukuna buried his fingers into your skin, his right thigh idly bouncing underneath you. “mhm. try giving me dirty talk.”
“dirty talk?” you tease, softly stroking your thumb against the middle part of his neck. “you’re into that too, ‘kuna?”
“shut up woman,” he scoffs with puffed cheeks. he regrets even asking — yet you hum, leaning up close to him before giving him what you wanted. you imitated him earlier, smacking his temple gingerly yet with just enough roughness.
the last thing you expect was for a low needy moan to depart from his lips. “you gonna make a mess for me, sukuna?”
“f—fucking woman,” he grunts, and you can tell he’s starting to lose composure. the softness in your voice, the playfulness that ran underneath it. he’s stirring up your insides without a doubt, making your knees buckle and lock. as you straddle him, he could barely keep his hands gripped onto your waist. roughly attached like velcro.
sukuna’s breath, it became unsteady. this time you’re the one squeezing his chin, giggling at the way he tries to give you an irritated glare. “just make me cum.”
“okay baby.”
“call me that again ‘n see what happens.”
“aw baby, don’t be so stubborn.”
his eyes flicker towards you, and you were keen on getting on him annoyed. the grip your soaked pussy had on sukuna had him grow mute for a moment. just the mere squelches that loudly ricocheted from between your legs. the sweetened slick that ran against your slit, it had him locked. for a moment he’s seeing nothing but pure angelic stars. sukuna’s practically speechless, and he finds his rough hands tightly holding onto the mounds of your ass.
“f-fuck,” he huffs out, and his voice grows a tad bit lower. the baritone in it makes you pulsate. shockwaves started to coarse through his veins. it was a multitude of synonyms — heavily intense.
it makes his jaw tense and tighten, he bites down on his lip the moment he feels his balls nearly prepare to dunk inside of you. he was so thick, you had to angle yourself a certain way so he could hit each and every orifice of your gummy walls. every corner, every direct hit to make you moan tight against his ear. every crevice.
“c-cumming,” he throatily groans, his climax hitting him like a truck — the both of you ended up finishing at the same exact time, and sukuna’s eyes eventually do end up rolling back. he literally ate his words. he was on a plateau, a constant high. he swallows thickly, and you make your hips come to a halt once he starts to pour a hefty load into your cunt.
it was so much that it spilled out. all out of your folds, it was a mess. you wriggled your hips teasingly, getting over your orgasm yourself before running a finger down his chest. “tapping out on me, sukuna?”
“tch,” he growled, feeling that same hot flush rise towards his cheeks. he couldn’t deny though, he may have found himself a few favorite kinks. sukuna’s hooded eyes glare at you before his and flex and tense. “whatever, little girl. you—you win, this time.”
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